Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

When she was furious and scratching her arm with her nails, a cautious and timid voice suddenly came from her ear: "Auntie, do you... buy roses?!"

Mu Wanqing's whole body froze at first, then she raised her head abruptly.

Under the dim streetlight, a little boy about five or six years old was looking straight at her with a basket of roses.

The black and white sparkling eyes were full of expectation and begging.

Mu Wanqing looked down at his flower basket.

Only then did she notice the little boy's clothes: an unusually fat men's T-shirt, hanging deformedly on his body.

There were several large holes in the cuffs and skirt.

He didn't wear shoes, just red.Bare two dusty feet.

Perhaps the business is not good, and the roses have not been sold for a long time. The roses in the basket are not fresh, not delicate, and there is no desire to buy them at all.see.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing didn't intend to buy flowers, the little boy hesitated for a long time, and continued to plead: "Auntie, do you buy flowers?! Auntie, you buy my flowers, okay?! I'll give you a little bit cheaper... "

In fact, Mu Wanqing has seen many scenes of using human sympathy to sell things by pretending to be pitiful.

Now in this society, things.want.horizontal.How many people are greedy for profit, and sell their souls and consciences for money? !

Many unscrupulous human traffickers specially find children, pretending to be beggars, or other things, to make money. When the children are bleeding and crying, they sit comfortably at home and count the money every day.

Mu Wanqing didn't want to buy flowers at first.

After all, don't want to be so cheap as a jerk.

But I thought, it was so late, and the little boy hadn't gone back yet, maybe because he couldn't sell all the flowers, he couldn't go back.

Mu Wanqing asked in a low voice: "How much is a rose?!"

When the little boy heard that Mu Wanqing wanted to buy his flowers, his eyes brightened immediately, and he said pleasantly, "Five yuan a flower. Auntie, I'll just charge you three yuan. Auntie, how many flowers do you want?!"

Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes and looked at the flower basket: "Auntie wants them all, you can count how many flowers you have."

"Good!!" The little boy knelt on the ground, put down the basket, and counted over and over again.

After several minutes, the little boy raised his innocent and lovely face and said, "Auntie, there are 25 flowers in total."

"..." After hearing this, Mu Wanqing asked earnestly as if teaching An An, "You count carefully."

She counted it just now, and it was clearly 28.

After hearing this, the little boy immediately lowered his head and continued to count.

After a while, he raised his head again and said, "Auntie, I'm sorry I made a mistake just now, it's 23 flowers."

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she immediately said, "..."

"Little friend, there are 28 roses, please count them carefully." Mu Wanqing reminded kindly.

But the little boy said: "Auntie, my mother told me that if someone buys the whole basket of flowers, she will give her some flowers for free."

"..." Mu Wanqing didn't know what to say when she heard this.

She took out 100 yuan from her handbag and handed it to him.

The little boy's eyes were fixed on the change in her wallet, and he didn't intend to accept the RMB.

When Mu Wanqing was suspicious, he said again: "Auntie, can you give me some change?! I can't give you some change."

Mu Wanqing said, "There's no need to look for it. Take the money and go home quickly. It's getting late."